Later, I was finally able to tell the world that I once loved a person who I once thought was out of reach.
That summer, the wind rippled and my heart moved. I saw all your unwillingness and unbearability, and I was willing to love you.
"Why cry, I'm here"
"You told me yourself that you would go crazy if you left me."
That wind blew for a long time, that rain fell for a long time
I love you still.
Intention: If you like it, just say it. What are you afraid of?